Poem -
Left behind
Dirty water spoiledĀ
The grounds of the unpleasant lifeĀ
The children plays in hope
The mud prints of a deadly time
The wind carries pitying scent
No one notice that day
Yesterday nor will they tomorrowĀ
If it comes ...gone or existing
It's a deadly lifeĀ
Gasping ...wordlessly in the end
Left in decaying matter
Why?
The children left behindĀ
Why?
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Thank you CherieĀ